Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 566 Entering the Temple
Huhu.

Lin Feng stopped, panting heavily. In the process of climbing and using the [Substitute], his physical strength and soul power had been almost completely exhausted.

Under the immense pressure of the Heavenly Ladder, using [Substitute] is no easy feat, consuming five to six times the usual amount of soul power. The higher the altitude, the greater the pressure, and the more soul power is required.

Fortunately, Lin Feng only used his substitute on the sixth or seventh hundredth floor, so the pressure wasn't that great.

God-level soul skills inherently consume a large amount of soul power; if Lin Feng hadn't been constantly taking pills, he wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

On the day of awakening, after refining the nightmare, Lin Feng had to eat a large number of pills every day in order to provide food for the nightmare.

Day after day, year after year, this habit has been maintained for three years.

Of all the contestants, only he dared to eat the elixir like candy.

"I wonder where Ye Xing is?"

Lin Feng looked up at the Heavenly Ladder, but Ye Xing's figure was no longer visible.

With Ye Xing's powerful physical body and the advantage of being possessed by a berserk beast, it is possible for him to reach the 950th floor and enter the top 100.

As for the other members of the Avengers, this is impossible; Yun Tianqi is no exception, nor is Bu Yuanlong.

It won't be easy for Lin Feng to break into the top 100.

Even if one were to use the "Fish-Dragon Transformation," that would not be possible.

Being possessed by a dragonfish does not increase his physical strength.

He can only make it into the top 100 if he reveals all his cards.

It might even make it into the top ten.

This is just the first plan; there's no need to reveal all our cards. Advancing the alliance members is more important.

Moreover, with his physical and spiritual strength nearly exhausted, exposing himself would be pointless.

Lin Feng rested on the steps, gazing at the strange people below the Heavenly Ladder.

Many powerful individuals from other races attempted to approach the Heavenly Ladder, but were constantly pursued and intercepted by the human kings, who threatened to self-destruct, forcing them to retreat.

Lin Feng glanced at his mechanical watch on his right hand. There were still ten minutes left in the competition, and everyone was making their final sprint.

Although some people have already reached the 800th floor and successfully advanced, they are still climbing desperately.

The higher the ladder to heaven, the denser the spiritual energy. Climbing the ladder under immense pressure is also a way to temper the body.

Such an opportunity is rare; without a large number of powerful warriors protecting them, the human race would have no chance of getting close to the ladder.

Even if they ascend the Heavenly Ladder, they will still be killed by the supernatural beings.

Some do it purely to challenge themselves.

"Lin Feng."

While Lin Feng was resting, every few minutes one or two people would pass by him and greet him.

Lin Feng was already a celebrity, and many of them had just witnessed his amazing skills, with admiration in their eyes.

Lin Feng nodded, sensing the location of Ye Xing and the others while waiting silently.

With only five minutes left in the match, and sensing that Ye Xing's position had stopped moving, Lin Feng slowly stood up.

The substitute's soul skill is unleashed.

The next moment, Lin Feng's figure vanished instantly.

Ye Xing appeared at his location.

Before the first plan ended, Lin Feng and Ye Xing switched positions.

"Lin Feng!"

"Substitute Soul Skill!"

The sudden appearance of Lin Feng caused many exclamations, and the people in front of and behind Lin Feng all looked surprised and shocked.

They weren't surprised by the substitute soul skill.

Although this soul skill is very precious and rare, they all knew that Lin Feng possessed it.

What surprised them was why Lin Feng would switch places with Ye Xing.

Why would Ye Xing agree?
It should be noted that Ye Xing was currently on the 956th step, which was already within the temple's reach.

Although no human has ever received a true inheritance from the temple, even gaining some insight is already incredibly precious, and no one wants to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Are they really that united?

Someone asked in a low voice, a hint of envy in their heart.

"Didn't the Avengers post on the martial arts forum that they wanted to take a dump in the temple? Is Ye Xing giving this opportunity to Lin Feng?"

"If you calculate it that way, it's definitely not a good thing."

"Lin Feng has so many debts that he doesn't care. He dares to provoke the aliens like this. He is indeed a ruthless person."

Everyone whispered.

Lin Feng ignored the surrounding chatter. He looked around and saw that there were contestants from various countries in front of and behind him. He didn't know any of them, and since they were all competitors, there was no need for formalities.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, visibility was very low. Lin Feng was unsure of which floor he was on, but he was probably above the 950th floor. He could sense a massive amount of spiritual energy around him.

The concentration of spiritual energy here is a hundred times greater than that at the foot of the Heavenly Ladder.

If you can cultivate here, the cultivation effect will definitely be excellent.

"Ah."

Lin Feng groaned as he tried to lift his foot with difficulty, but he could only lift it halfway before it couldn't land on the step. The terrifying gravity made his body tremble, and he was unable to move.

"Haha."

There was a lot of laughter, but not much mockery.

Lin Feng didn't pay attention and struggled to pull his foot back.

"Finish!"

With a shout, the Heavenly Ladder Climb ended, and the contestants flew down the ladder one after another. Lin Feng and his group, who were on the 950th floor, disappeared instantly.

With a slight dizziness, the light dimmed, and Lin Feng found himself in a magnificent, oval-shaped hall. The hall was filled with lifelike giant statues, each twenty or thirty meters tall, resembling giants. There were a total of one hundred and eight statues, all with the faces of otherworldly beings, only differing in their clothing and weapons.

Below these statues are memorial tablets.

A musty smell filled the air.

A powerful pressure made it difficult for everyone to breathe.

Besides these statues, there are three skeletons on the golden altar directly in front of the main hall. The three skeletons sit cross-legged, their bones gleaming like jade, with subtle fluctuations emanating from them.

Judging from their position, these three skeletons are clearly of a higher status than the statue.

In the temple, only emperors can have memorial tablets, and only the top emperors can have statues erected. Over the thousands of years of the Divine Martial Continent, only 108 statues remain.

If a skeleton can be more noble than a top-tier emperor, could it be a demigod?
Inside the temple, there were seventeen other figures, all of whom were kings of otherworldly beings.

They watched the uninvited guests arrive with anger in their eyes, but dared not make a move.

No one dared to make a move within the temple; once a war broke out, regardless of victory or defeat, the entire temple would be destroyed.

This is the most important place of inheritance in the Divine Martial Continent, and absolutely no mistakes can be made.

Therefore, they could only endure it silently.

Their existence is also meant to deter humans from causing destruction here.

Lin Fengren didn't pay attention to these superhuman kings. After a brief glance, he focused his attention on the three skeletons.

"Do you know the identities of these three skeletons? Could they be old friends of yours? How about we catch up?"

Lin Feng said silently to himself.

Within the sea of ​​souls, Nightmare's eyes were cold, his expression calm, and he remained silent.

"You can survive by transforming into a demon spirit? Are they also waiting for a chance to be resurrected?" Lin Feng continued to ask.

The nightmare remained silent, as if it hadn't heard Lin Feng's words.

"Haha."

Lin Feng chuckled sarcastically, saying nothing more, but he was extremely wary inside.

Lin Feng observed his surroundings and found that, apart from the 17 extraordinary individuals, there were 63 contestants in the main hall, including himself. Nine of them were of Chinese descent, which was relatively high among all countries. Among them were Xu Rongguang and Chen Junhao.

Zhao Zhou, who was always inseparable from Chen Junhao, was nowhere to be found.

Upon entering the temple, some people couldn't wait and began trying to communicate with the statue using their mental power.

They did not recognize the powerful figures depicted on the statues; they primarily selected them based on the weapons or characteristics the statues possessed.

Lin Feng did not try it immediately, but observed the others.

At this moment, Chen Junhao was standing in front of a statue holding two hammers.

This is a statue of a strange man who looks to be in his thirties or forties. This statue is much more imposing than the other statues, and it should be based on the path of physical enhancement.

Chen Junhao's expression kept changing, and his whole body was trembling. Just when he was about to give up, his body rapidly expanded and grew larger, entering a demonic transformation state, and he let out a roar.

"Holy crap, what's with the name?!"

Many people were startled and looked at Chen Junhao, unable to help but curse.

Lin Feng's gaze fell on Xu Rongguang, who was standing in front of a fiery red statue of a woman dressed in a gray robe and holding a staff.

Xu Rongguang closed his eyes slightly, and after a while, crimson patterns appeared on his body. The crimson patterns spread all over his body, and wisps of flame seemed to want to ignite and burn him, but they did not cause him any harm.

Chen Junhao and Xu Rongguang successfully communicated with the statue, and others also tried to communicate with it, but to no avail.

Of course, this does not necessarily mean that the person is talented or a failure; perhaps they simply haven't found a suitable statue.

At this moment, Lin Feng looked at a Western man holding a sword. The man was wearing metal armor, had a thick beard, and looked very handsome. He was about thirty or forty years old. His name was Moses, and he was also a very popular student. He was standing in front of a statue holding a long sword.

Lin Feng could sense an invisible sword intent, a fiery sword intent.

The sword intent did not originate from Moses, but rather from within the statue. The longsword in Moses' hand trembled slightly, emitting a clanging sound. His expression was somewhat distorted, and he finally spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, clearly severely injured.

Everyone was trying to communicate with the statue, even though they knew they couldn't obtain the true inheritance and were even likely to get hurt, but no one wanted to give up this rare opportunity.

Lin Feng stood there for a while, observing, and then walked towards a statue.

This is a statue of a burly man, unarmed and radiating lightning.

Lin Feng looked into the statue's eyes, but there was no reaction; he could not sense any fluctuations.

Lin Feng tried to use his mental power to cover his eyes and looked at the statue's eyes again.

The next moment, his vision suddenly changed, and he felt as if he were in a sea of ​​lightning. The lightning that fell from the sky looked like individual characters.

Lin Feng couldn't understand these lightning runes, and perhaps because he couldn't understand them, lightning kept striking him.

He tried to dodge, but there was nowhere to hide in the boundless thunder.

No matter how fast he is, he can't outrun lightning.

Lin Feng knew it was an illusion, but the pain felt so real that his body trembled uncontrollably.

Lin Feng didn't last long before closing his eyes and exiting the world of lightning.

Failed.

Lin Feng looked down at his arm; it was numb and had some charred marks.

This means that the illusion we just experienced was not entirely unreal.

Because of his lightning attribute, he could communicate with the statue in front of him, but he clearly failed the test.

Lin Feng was not disappointed.

He wasn't a pure lightning mage to begin with, so his failure was quite normal.

"If possessed by a nightmare, one should be able to comprehend some of it."

Lin Feng thought to himself.

Unfortunately, he couldn't be possessed by the nightmare in front of everyone.

Furthermore, Lin Feng doesn't need these inheritances.

Even if he received the inheritance of an extraordinary emperor, it would take him several years to digest and comprehend it.

He already possesses the "Fish-Dragon Transformation" technique, a divine technique created by the invincible Dragon King, far more powerful than these inherited techniques.

He doesn't need to comprehend any elemental powers or sword intent; his main fighting style in the future will be explosions.

A simple and pure explosion.

Endless, continuous explosions.

Communication with three statues in succession ended in failure.

Lin Feng paused for a moment, then slowly walked towards the three skeletons.

Amidst the astonished gazes of many, he stood before the skeletons and closed his eyes.

Is it an attempt to communicate with the skeletons?
Communicating with a demigod?
(End of this chapter)